First Match Page #3

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- How are you even allowed?

- 'Cause I'm a dude.

- Why you crying like a b*tch?

Mo, cool it!

Knock that off.

You're here to wrestle.

In the middle.

Shake hands.

Let's go. Shake hands.

Let's go, Mo! Let's go!

Stop him.

Keep him in front of you.

Make it quick, Santo.

Don't tie up!

Work the score.

Take a shot. Take a shot.

- Two.

- That's it!

That's it! That's it!

Santo! Santo! Santo!

Off your back! Off your back!

Two.

Come on.

- Three.

- Bridge!

Four.

Okay, it's Red's choice.

Red chose top. Green, set up.

Red, get set.

Up and out, Mo. Up and out.

Easy.

Come on, Mo.

Watch the fingers.

Come on, Mo.

Let's go, Mo! Let's go, Mo!

- Come on, Mo!

- One, green.

One.

Two.

Three.

- Get off your back!

- Four.

- Get up! Off your back.

- Five.

- Get to your base.

- That's three near falls.

Red.

Come on, Mo! Break the hand.

One escape. Green.

Good! Good!

Two! Takedown, green. One.

Keep him down.

Two.

- Three.

- Lift the head.

- Four.

- Lift the head.

Five.

That's it! That's it! Right there!

Winner is green.

Let me get a shrimp-fried rice.

What size you want?

Let me get a... small.

Gotta watch that weight, right?

Tell you what,

you don't appreciate your own room

until you share a cell with a mental case.

This one foster home,

I had to share a room with six kids.

- Place smelled like sh*t.

- Yeah, well...

Juan know he owe me, so...

You working for him again?

You stupid? Nah.

Working for him?

This is just like payback.

Know what I mean? Back pay.

I'm gonna save up a little bit...

then I'm out.

- Where you going?

- North Carolina.

- Aunt Keisha's?

- You remember her?

She still got that crazy dog?

- Russell? Russell wasn't crazy.

- That dog was definitely crazy.

He tried to bite my arm.

I still got the marks.

'Cause you and your cousins

used to try to ride his ass.

Remember that one time

we pinned his ears back?

And you wonder why he bit you. Sh*t.

Even a dog got some pride.

We should've never came back here.

Sh*t don't always work out

the way it's supposed to.

My boy Jay get out,

we gonna open this car wash...

down in Greensboro.

- For real?

- Yeah.

Jay know the owner.

Car wash been sitting empty

at the dude's gas station.

We gonna go 50-50

on the whole thing.

We ain't gonna be nobody's b*tch.

I don't really

I don't really see it.

Where's my counter gonna be at again?

Come on, man.

You know I know how to upsell.

Watch me double your take.

Mini Mo! Mini Mo!

When's the last time

Hedgeman made playoffs?

- Never.

- How'd you like to change that?

- Yeah!

- Come on, now!

Chop, highlight! Chop, highlight!

Highlight!

There we go!

You see his face

when I hit the reverse? I'm like a snake.

Just when you think you got me...

- Watch me go all the way to cities.

- First time I went to cities,

I had a clean record.

Not one loss.

Damn.

Go in there head all big. Get on the mat.

Dude half my size come at me

frothing at the mouth

like he got rabies.

I'm like,

"Who the hell is this little bulldog?"

Man, that kid had bite.

- He beat you?

- You stupid?

Nah.

They match the best with

the worst records in the first round.

This kid come in knowing he got one shot.

It's sink or swim, and this motherf***er

did not want to drown.

Sometimes wanting it that bad is enough.

Unfortunately, not when you messing

with the king.

As soon as she's mobile,

you'll wanna get those cabinet locks.

- Especially in the kitchen.

- Yes, yes. I make good.

I don't wanna

promise anything, but...

I think there's a very good chance

you'll be able to adopt her.

There is Monique.

The one in the other room.

Hi, Monique.

I'm June, Nyasa's social worker.

I understand you moved in

not too long ago.

How do you like living here?

I ain't gonna be here long.

She can have my room soon enough.

Yo, listen, listen, listen!

You coming in or not?

Thought you said you was done with Juan.

You want me cleaning up rat sh*t

and picking up trash?

Ain't no punk-ass boss stealing from me.

So my girl going to playoffs.

Go in there and get my smokes.

I don't see none in here.

You practicing that bear hug?

Yeah.

So, what you waiting for?

What?

Nothing.

Go ahead, set up.

Uh-uh. Nah, nah, nah, look.

You can't do nothing.

Pin this arm. Let me see.

Grab me.

Pop the arm.

Gonna pin his down...

and drive through.

You feel me?

Go ahead.

Sit down.

They better have wrestling teams

in Greensboro.

Let's try again.

Come on.

In a minute.

We gotta paint that car wash

something fresh.

Think people getting their car washed

somewhere 'cause of a color?

Hell, yeah.

Think people getting their car washed

in some boring joint?

You gotta get niggas

with the fly-ass rims,

dope-ass set of seats. Detailing?

That's where the money at, yo.

All right.

All right, what color you think

get the most business?

That's easy. Gold.

- What?

- Where the f*** you get this from?

It's called vision, man.

- Ain't my fault you ain't got none.

- Watch out.

Oh, now you the one with the ideas?

Hey!

I got the arm.

I got the arm.

- I got the head. Just giving me every...

- Oh!

Mo, on his back.

Let's go.

- Cover.

- Come on, Mo.

Take him down, Mo.

Mini Mo! Mini Mo! Mini Mo!

Yo, you heard?

Jorge's brother's bringing his dirt bike

after Coach's thing.

- Word?

- He gonna let me ride.

I'm gonna pop a wheelie and everything.

What?

It's easy. I seen it on YouTube.

Just let go of the clutch and pop.

Yeah, all right.

- You down?

- No, I got plans.

Juan got you walking his dogs again?

Hell, no.

"You better bring their asses back clean.

Don't want no sh*t on my Persians."

Yo, shut up.

I heard he brushes his dogs' teeth

with an electronic toothbrush.

- Yo, you ready?

- Give me a sec.

What you sulking for, string bean?

Keep on drinking them protein shakes,

you'll get your glory soon enough.

It's Darrel, right?

I hear she takes after you.

It's in the blood, I guess.

Well, you're a stronger man than me.

If my daughter wanted to wrestle,

I'd...

Where'd you wrestle at?

Five-six-nine.

I was at collegiate.

Probably before your time.

- Oh, yeah, probably.

- All right.

We gotta bounce.

I'm taking the team out for a bite

if you'd like to join us.

Unless, uh...

there's somewhere else you gotta be.

- Yeah, at work.

- I thought we was hanging out?

Maybe later.

- But you said we was...

- Plans change... Mo.

Besides, team gotta bond and all that.

Ain't that right, Coach?

Yeah.

You got it.

Call me later.

You gotta slow down.

You gonna crash.

- I got this.

- You gonna crash.

- Oh!

- I told you.

- Game cheated, yo.

- I told you.

The problem is your driving's worse

than your wrestling. That's what's...

That's the real deal.

- Now what?

- You all in my ear.

- Get your stink breath out my face.

- Then do something.

We about to do a pull-up contest.

You coming?

Yo. I thought you was

gonna pop a wheelie.

Yeah, what happened?

We came for the show.

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